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The Amazon Gift	By : iamvirgo Category: G through L > Hercules Views: 2777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hercules, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I just realised I have a terrible time line plot hole �old Ares had a farm� was set 25 years on in the xenaverse. Lets pretend that Ares gave up his godhood before the 25 year sleep to protect Eve, who is still a baby in this fic. I may edit chap 2 and 3 to involve baby Eve.

Pairing: Hercules/Iolaus at the start. Could end up either Herc/Iolaus or Ares/Iolaus.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hercules: TLJ or make money from this fic.

Rating: NC-17

Beta: Myself

Warnings: Mpreg, Violence, Slash, Lemons.

Timeline: Takes place after 'Old Ares had a farm' in Xenaverse. Also Takes place 'Full Circle' in Hercules.

Really big A/N: I have just realised I have made a big timeline plot hole. 'Old Ares had a farm' was set 25 years later in the Xenaverse world. Lets pretend Ares gave u his godhood 25 years earlier to protect baby Eve, who will be in this fic. I may edit chap 1 and 2 to include her. Chap 2 and 3 have now been edited to involve Eve. Its not worth looking up though. I have only edited the chapter on my livejournel as editing on these sites can be torture.
If you wanna check it up, my livejournel account is: Ruanm.livejournal.com

�Talking� �Thinking�

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Hercules was shaken out of his memories when he heared the entrance flap open. Looking up swiftly he made out the shapes of Natasa and a small girl beside her making their way into the tent. Natasa who saw Hercules shot him a glare and snapped �You know you are not to in here with him alone. Valasca told you herself.� She gestured to the Iolaus.
�Actually� Hercules said coolly. �She was the one who suggest it.�
�Right just don�t get in my way.� Looking at the girl beside her she ordered. �Iantha, make a fire and light some torches.� She girl hurried to comply. Natasa went over to Iolaus and started taking of the bandage of his foot and started her treatment on it for the second time that day. Hercules was now feeling uncomfortable so he decided to go back to his hut. Making his way over to Iolaus first and standing over him, he ignored Natasa�s leer as he bent down and gently planted a goodnight kiss on Iolaus forehead. Standing up he left the hut.
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At daybreak Valasca was standing outside Hercules� hut. Not bothering to knock she lifted the flap and entered. Hercules� hut was ten foot in diameter and had the normal long table to the left of the entrance. There was a small two foot fire pit placed in the middle and to the right there was a single wooden bed. The room didn�t have a sofa. Hera had visited her last night and informed her of Hercules� hero complex. If she hit him emotionally in the right spot he would leave and help. Spotting Hercules pulling on his yellow shirts and tucking them into his trousers on the other side of the hearth. Hercules was already facing her. He managed to force a smile and say in his best curdiest voice.
�What can I do for the queen this morning?�
Faking a sigh she looked him in the eye and said with the best pathetic voice she could muster. She spoke. �I need your help. Our people are on the brink of war. We have received news from one of our spies that the centaurs from the north plan on attacking us.�
Sounding doubtful Hercules asked �Why do you need my help, from what I have seen first hand you people can hold you own in battle. Why would the centaurs from the north attack Kalos anyway?�
Forcing a tear to complete to act she replied �Years ago when my mother first ruled, she commanded a dictatorship. She led our people up North to attack the centaurs for no reason. It was a pyrrhic victory. We lost many. Since then we have received threats but never word of an actual attack, until now I fear. Please Hercules I entreat you to go North with a few of my people and use your alliance with them to reason with the centaurs and bring both our kinds together. If not for me then for the young and the old who will have no chance of defending themselves against an onslaught of vengeful centaurs.� She was crying freely now.
Hercules sighed and nodded once. He then said sadly �I will help you with this alliance Valasca, but I have to wait for Iolaus to feel better before we can go.�
Still playing the part of a desperate leader fearing for her people she said quickly �Please he will be fine here, it will take another week until he is ready for travelle and I fear they will have attacked before then.�
Feeling guilt on the back of his mind. He decided to help the amazons. Valasca had gathered seven women and eight horses. He wanted to say goodbye to Iolaus but he knew Iolaus would demand to come with him. Walking over to a strong looking brown stallion horse, he placed one put on the peddle and swung his other leg over. Valasca walked up to him and had offered her sincerest gratitude. They had left around half seven.
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Later on that morning Iolaus was stirred from his dreams with a very appetising smell. He cocked one eye drowsily open and blurred shapes came into focus. He could see the fire pit had a roaring fire going and set on top of it was a small grill frame. He could see browning bread settled on top of the grill. He could also see a small girl facing him sitting by the fire, her legs stretched out to the left of the fire and she was examining the bread. She glanced up at Iolaus and smiled seeing that he was awake. She said in a chirpy voice.
�Morning King Kratos. Do you remember me from outside the temple yesterday?�
Sitting up and swinging his legs over the bed he noticed someone had clothed him in red silk pants. Iolaus placed his elbows on his knees and wiped the sleep out of his eyes. Opening them wide again and looking at her he smiled and nodded his head.
�Yea. Your Anazilea�s daughter. It�s Iantha, right?�
Still beaming she nodded her head. She turned her attention back to the bread and picked up two thick cloths that were laying beside her and gripping the grill she gently levered it from the fire. Then picking up a flat clay plate she slid the bread onto it and stood up to place it on the table to cool. Picking up a goblet with the potion in it she turned back to Iolaus, walked over to him and handed it to him. Gently taking it Iolaus looked down at the purple/red semi thick beverage in the silver goblet. Looking at it with distaste he looked at Iantha.
�What this?� He questioned sounding disgusted.
�It�s a drink for you. Queen Valasca told me to give it to you because it will make your foot feel better. It has strawberry in it. Yummy. Its my favourite.� She said licking her lips and patting her tummy.
Swallowing back bile Iolaus pinched his nose with one with thumb and index finger. Raising the goblet slowly to his mouth he opened his lips and swiftly downed the potion in one. The taste hit Iolaus� taste buds like a renegade chariot. He griped the edge of the bed and fought to keep it down.
It had tasted ginger water and Joxer�s *best* boar stew mixed into one with a added slight tinge of strawberries. Shaking his head and fixing his face into funny faces and was biting his tongue not to spit of puke it back up again. Iantha was giggling and jumping up and down clapping her hands as she witnessed Iolaus reacting to his medicine. Iolaus jumped up off the bed and ran over to the table in the room. Spotting water in the jug he rinsed all traces down away of the taste of that vile concoction down his throat.
Sighing and taking a deep breath he limped his way over to the bed and sat down on the edge again. Sounding fatigued, he stated.
�There is no way in Greece that could ever make me fell better. Anyway, I don�t mean to sound, well mean, but what are you doing here?�
Her eyes turned down and a blush started forming on her cheeks. Fumbling on a sleeve of her long maroon dress she was wearing today, she murmured. �I asked Queen Valasca could I be your carer. I have to clean you clothes, make you fires and food and ready your bath.�
�Why?� He said gently.
�Because I want to be friends with the king. He is going to be lonely now his friend has gone away.�
Snapping to attention he looked at Iantha and said carefully. �Do you mean Hercules? Where has he gone and when? Why didn�t you tell me sooner?� He only saw Hercules last night. Why didn�t he tell him he was going away.
Thinking she was in trouble Iantha started sniffing and her chin started trembling. Iolaus saw the tell tale signs and groaned aloud he gently beckoned her over and sat her on his knee and hugged her. Smiling gently at her and apologising he asked again where Hercules was in a more calm voice. Iantha, now happy again replied in a calm but slightly unsteady voice replied.
�He left at sun up with about seven villagers. The Queen knows your friend is good friends with the horsey men so the she asked him to help talk to them so we wont have to go to war with them and they wont attack our village.
�You mean he went on a peace assignment for your village to the centaurs?� At Iantha�s nod he said out loud to himself �Why would he leave without saying goodbye?�
Iantha scratched her head thinking. She then looked at Iolaus brightly and said �The queen will know. She was the one who sent him away.�
�I�ll just have to pay her a visit then.� Iantha jumped of his knee and Iolaus bolted up and off the bed. He grabbed his crutch and headed towards the exit. He looked around at Iantha and said �You don�t have to stay here with me. Go out and play with the other girls.�
�I will.� She replied sweetly �But first I have to make your bed.�
Iolaus left the hut and charged into Hera�s temple and entered the throne room. Valasca was standing talking to three other amazons. Spotting Iolaus she then dismissed the women leaving them alone, she walked up to Iolaus and smiled innocently. Iolaus drew himself up to his full height and glared daggers at her. He then growled out. �Where have you sent Hercules?�
�Well good morning to you to my King. � She started silkily. �He has gone to protect the good interests of his king and queen. Like a good man slave.�
Furious, Iolaus moved like lightening. Ignoring the pain that shot up his leg he grabbed Valasca�s neck and shoved her roughly against the wall. Squeezing tightly he roared �Where is he? Answer me now!�
Valasca was staying calm. She had both her arms at her sides and when she her mind starting to slip into unconsciousness she raised her right hand and pressed a pressure point on the back of Iolaus� hand. Searing pain shot up Iolaus� arm like fire and he immediately released her neck and gently cradled his hand. Acid poured from his eyes as they met each others. Valasca calmly turned around and made her way up to her throne, she descended onto it and once again she looked at Iolaus calmly. Iolaus smiled in self-satisfaction as he could already see a large bruise shaped like a hand starting to form on her neck. Valasca then said.
�He has gone up North to help our village negotiate with the centaurs. He will be back in around two weeks. So make yourself at home.�
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One week had past since Hercules� departure. And Iolaus was getting more frustrated. He had taken up his role as king officially now. There was a ceremony earlier that day ensuring that he was. During the past week Valasca had kept feeding Iolaus the potions two times a day as Hera had ordered and she had noticed a noticeable change in Iolaus demeanour and attitude. He had become more surly and his temper had completely changed. He was quick to punish dissilience, like when a amazon apart from herself looked him in the eye. He had even gotten used to ordering people around. His appearance had changed aswell. His eyes were more dark in colour and mad looking, and his hair was more tamed to fit his image of king. He would hold his head up high as he walked through the village. He was now a man she could be proud to call king. But the mood swings and profuse ego were only a side effect of the potion.
She walked steadily towards her hut carry a goblet and entered to see the king laying down on their new double bed. As Iolaus heared Valasca enter the hut he swung his legs over the bed and walked up to her. Crossing the short distance he laid his hands on he shoulder and kissed her on her cheek in greeting.
�Hello king Kratos.� She said with a sly grin on her face.
Iolaus� eyes wandered down and noticed she was holding a goblet. Taking it out of her hands up brought it to his lips and drank deeply. Finishing off the potion he threw the goblet behind him and he drew her into his arms and gently pushed the hair of her right shoulder and started kissing along her neckline. He had started to push off her tan shoulder strap when his eyes caught sight of movement at the door. Looking up her saw cerulean eyes peering in at them from under the slightly raised tent flap.
Letting go of Valasca he walked toward the entrance and lifted the flap. He glared down to see the frightened form of Iantha staring back at him. Roughly grabbing her tiny wrist and dragging her into the hut, closing the flap behind them and he threw her roughly to the floor. Iantha let out a pained squeak as her arms and legs got scratched on the ground. She slowly stood up and whirled around to face her furious king.
�What do you want girl?�
Struggling to keep her tears and voice in check she answered him looking down at her feet and whimpering. �I have tidied your hut my king and have made dinner for you.� She glanced up at her queen to see she had her back turned to her. She was sitting at a dressing table brushing her hair, ignoring them.
*Iolaus* just bellowed at Iantha. �In case you didn�t notice you simple girl that I had my ceremony today ensuring me as your king. And a King stays in the same hut as the Queen. Have you noticed the larger bed? You will clean and prepare dinner here instead, understand?�
Nodding feebly Iantha ran out of the hut and to her own, where she immediately jumped on her mothers lap and cried for hours while her mother, Anazilea held her in her arms and gently rocked her while timidly shushing her.
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Another week went by and Hercules was a few minutes away from the village. They had made it to the centenarian village up North and discovered that Valasca had received false information. She was telling the truth about her mother raging war on them but they had a never planned to retaliate.
They were peaceful centurions who had thankfully heared of him and had greeted him warmly, and his escorts, not so much. There was no fights and they had stayed for three days until Hercules had politely made his excuse and said his goodbyes and they had set of back to the village. He couldn�t stay away from Iolaus any longer.
The only thought keeping him going the journey was coming back to Iolaus� arms and sleeping wrapped in them and never wanting out. He could see the village approaching in the distance and his heart started to flutter.
They rode past more trees and up sticking roots approaching their destination. Hercules was somewhat proud of himself that he had become more confident on a horse. Usually his adventures didn�t involve a horse as a third party like Xena, Gabrielle and Argo. But lately he was considering getting one.
As the group passed the village gates they were immediately greeted by fellow amazons. Amidst the thanks of gratitude Hercules was scanning the welcome back committee for a familiar mop of golden curls. He frowned when he realised Iolaus wasn�t there.
Jumping off his horse and passing the reigns to the stable attendant, Hercules made his way to his hut to leave of the few belongings he had (He was given spare clothes Valasca had her seamstresses make for him) made his way swiftly to Iolaus� hut. When he reached it he pulled back the door-flap expecting to see a familiar mop of curls when he was greeted with the empty hut. Sighing in frustration Hercules turned his head and his attention went to the group of amazons he had travelled with making their way to the temple. He decided to follow them.
When he reached the throne room his attention was focused towards the dais. There was now two throne upon it, and sitting on the thrones were Valasca and Iolaus. His breath hitched in his throat when he looked at Iolaus. He looked more like King Orestes, Iolaus deceased identical in looks only cousin. The King and Queen were welcoming back the party when Valasca caught sight of Hercules standing at the doorway. She smiled slyly and beckoned him over. Feeling slightly nauseous, Hercules made his way over to the dais. He couldn�t keep his eyes of Iolaus who was also watching him with distaste and malice set in his eyes.
Valasca stood up and opened her arms in a gesture of welcome. �It is good to see all my best warriors back. I trust our village is safe now?� The last sentence was directed at Hercules.
Hercules, who was till mesmerized and confused by the look Iolaus was giving him suddenly turned his attention back to Valasca and said. �Your village was never in danger in the first place. You received the wrong information.�
Iolaus had suddenly stood up aswell, he made his way over to Hercules. He looked at Hercules and seethed. �How dare you talk to your queen with that lack of respect.�
Valasca walked up to the pair and laid a hand on his shoulder. �Kratos. He meant no disrecpect. He, aswell as the rest the group are just wayworn. You are all dismissed. Go and greet your families and rest. There shall be a feast here celebrating the ensured safety of our village.� The other amazons nodded, bowed and then left the room.
Iolaus and Valasca made their way back up to their thrones again and sat back down. Hercules was still standing there shocked at Iolaus. And the way his voice sound when he had reprimanded him. Iolaus looked at Hercules questionably and snapped.
�Well, what do you want now?�
Hercules silently shoot his head and left the throne room. He drifted away, like he forgot where his was and made his way blindly back to his hut to gather his thoughts.
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It was now late into the day, the sun had just finished setting but the air still felt humid. A huge bonfire had been prepared in the village square for later and most of the villagers were gathered in the throne room which seemed to have doubled up as a banquet hall. The long table which was previously set against the wall, was now pulled out into the middle of the room. Fine wooden chairs were lined up beside the table. Each seat was occupied. There were torches were abundant in the room now. The large room now longer felt desolate, empty and cold. The room had a ambiance of happiness and proudness. The table was packed with all sort of foods. There was bread, boar, quail, figs, almonds, he also spotted honey and bees-wax further down the table and vegetables were also present. Placed in front of each person was a silver plate and goblet. Valasca and Iolaus were seated at the top of the table while Hercules was seated at the side beside Iolaus. Hercules really felt that the whole thing was blown way out of proportion and was really unnecessary.
Valasca stood up, casting the whole room which was before filled with laughter and talking into silence. She addressed them in a proud and loud voice.
�Good evening everyone. This banquet is to celebrate not only the return of the travelles from the North. But I also a banquet to welcome our new king. We wanted all our people here before we held it. Our peaceful village is now under no threat from the centuars of the North. All thanks to Hera�s step-son, the wonderful and courageous Hercules.� The room was filled with claping sounds. Valasca held up her hand again and the room fell into silence again. �After the meal we will go outside and dance and show our king and Hercules how amazons really celebrate.� This earned another rendition of clapping.
Throughout the meal Hercules kept trying to get Iolaus� attention. Even though they were sitting beside each other Iolaus� attention was fixed only on Valasca. Hercules shared words with the other amazons, but his thoughts were only on Iolaus. �How could he have changed so much in two weeks. He looks at me like he doesn�t reconise me anymore. That queen, or even Hera must of done something to him. How could I of fell for a stupid excuse to get me out of here.�

After the meal was over everyone was led ouside. The square was packed with amazons. Hercules could the ambers of the bonfire starting to spread and grow promising a grand fire, while other amazons retrieved their masks and body paint from their huts and started to get ready. He saw other women gathering instruments and settling them close to the bonfire but not in the way to soon to be dancers. Hercules reconized a flute, lotar (a long flute), kemenja ( old fashioned violin), and a tinde (goatskin covered wooden barrel, a drum basically) and other instruments he didn�t recognize. He spotted Iolaus stripping down to his pants and an attendant apply paint on him. Hercules sighed as he settled himself down on a bench that was placed outside the ring where the amazons will dance.
A crowd gathered around the fire which was now burning brightly and Hercules could hear the tinde starting it fast paced beat. The rest of the instruments started and the warriors started to dance. At first the dancers (Hercules counted twenty) started in a fast pace as they twirled and circled around on the spot while hopping on one leg. They shifted to their other from time to time. As the tempo started to increase so did the erratic movements of the dancers as they started dancing. The seemingly entranced amazons started circling and swirling around the bonfire with their arms over their heads. They seemed almost lost in the rhythm and beats of the instruments as they played a fast paced song.
Hercules shifted his eyes upwards and he spotted Iolaus sitting on another log across from him on the other side of the bonfire immediately. He watched as the shadows cast by the ever moving fire over Iolaus� frame. The Iolaus he knew loved festivals and parties and Hercules could never stop him from indulging in dancing with town locals or drinking more than his share of wine.
This Iolaus was looking bored, he had his head resting on his hand which was braced against his knee. His shoulders were slumped and eyes weren�t registering the spectacle in front of him. That was another way this Iolaus was different from his. Iolaus� second favourite thing to do during a celebration was to watch the women dance. Hercules started as this new Iolaus let out a huge forced yawn, he leaned over to Valasca who was sitting beside him and whispered into her ear. He then stood up and made his way from the festivities towards the huts. Hercules decided this would be one of the only times he would get to talk to Iolaus alone so he raised himself of the log aswell, looking around to make sure Valasca wasn�t looking he slowly retreated from the square and started to follow the ex-hunter.
Even though Hercules was careful for Valasca not to see him leave, one of her guards did. She approached her queen and informed her of the demigods leave. Valasca decided she wasn�t talking any chances and also left the festivities.
The huts were cast in a semi-glow from the raging bonfire, so following Iolaus had been easy. He followed him silently and kept a respectable pace behind his lover. He watched as Iolaus wavered around a few huts to finally enter a large hut. Hercules made his way stealthily towards the hut and lifted the flap to let himself in. He was caught unguarded as a thick staff was slammed into his midsection causing Hercules to fall to the ground clutching the wounded area. A swift and sharp kick to his side forced him onto his back and he felt a weight descend onto his midsection and a blade at his throat. Hercules opened his eyes and peered up at the narrowed eyes of Iolaus.
�What do you want?� he growled while pulling Hercules� head back by his hair to get better access of his throat. �Tell me now or I will slice you like a pig in a slaughter house.�
�Let me up, you know I�m not going to hurt you.� Hercules could of got up easily but he didn�t want Iolaus to be even more mad at him. �I knew I shouldn�t have helped Valasca. Now Iolaus is in a bad mood with me�

Iolaus searched Hercules� eyes for any sign of a threat but found none. He removed the knife from his neck and got off Hercules and stood up. He then went over to the table in the room and poured a drink. �Explain yourself.� He said in a callow voice.
Hercules lifted himself of the dusty ground and winced as his stomach twinged in pain. He looked over at Iolaus and was almost lost for words but he sighed �I know your angry at me for leaving you without saying goodbye. But you know I did it for a reason, Iolaus?�
Iolaus furrowed his eyebrows and a questionable glace passed in his eyes. �Who�s Iolaus?� he replied.
Hercules� eyes widened as realization hit him like a bucket of water. Valasca wanted him out of the picture while she brainwashed Iolaus. �Your Iolaus.� He said cautiously.
�My name is Kratos.� Iolaus said nonplussed while taking another sip of water.
�No.� Hercules denied while taking a few cautious steps towards the blond haired king. �You are Iolaus of Thebes. Son of Erythia and Skorous. Do you at least remember me?
Iolaus slowly closed his eyes and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. �Your Hercules. That�s all I remember.�
�What has that harridan done to you my love?� �Iolaus. We must escape. Tonight. While the amazons are distracted we should make a brake for it.�
Hercules was shocked as he felt the blade of Iolaus� dagger at his throat again. He then snarled �Why do you sound so desperate to get me out of here? Believe it or not, but these are my people and if you have a problem with that then you face me.�
Hercules was getting annoyed with his partners obvious distrust at him and he had had enough of it. Hercules gabbed the dagger at his throat and pushed it roughly away, forcing Iolaus to take a few stumbling paces backward.
Hercules glowered at Iolaus, even though Iolaus wasn�t in a right frame of mind Hercules was tired from his journey and Iolaus was annoying him. He was just about to start to give out to his partner when he felt the air being knocked out of him. Iolaus had charged at him in anger and knocked both of them down. He didn�t think twice as he landed punch after punch at the demi-gods chest, face and everywhere else he could reach. Hercules had tried to catch Iolaus� flailing hands but he was still fatigued and the adrenalin hadn�t kicked in yet.
He finally got bored of Iolaus curses and fists so when he had energy he grabbed Iolaus� hands and used his own body as momentum to flip them over. He held Iolaus hands above his head in a steady grip and he laid all weight on the scrumming body beneath his. Concerned sapphire scanned flaring cobalt as their eyes met. Hercules pleaded gently �Please Iolaus, calm down. These people have brainwashed you.�
Iolaus�s eyes hardened and his lips curled into a sneer as he suddenly spat in Hercules� face. Taking advantage of Hercules� moment of weakness, Iolaus pushed the heavy weight of him and raced to retrieve his dagger which has fell out of his grasp as he tackled the larger man. He found the hilt of the weapon but it was knocked out of his hand by a well placed kick. Jumping up and turning sharply Iolaus once again threw himself at Hercules. A furious struggle later Hercules and Iolaus both panting hard and Hercules has sitting triumphal upon Iolaus� pelvis once again holding his hands above his head. Iolaus wiggled and shouted and called Hercules all sorts of names but Hercules would not get up. They were both equally frustrated and fractious with each other.
Valasca entered to hut and regarded with obvious distaste at the display in front of her. The two men were yet to notice the new visitor, but became aware of her when they heared a sharp clap. Both heads turned to look up at Valasca who was looking down at them with fake concern etched on her face.
�Please get of our king Hercules.� She sighed.
Taking advantage of the demi-gods unguarded state Iolaus shoved the heavy weight off him. He then walked over and stood beside his queen where his breath was coming out in short irregular gasps from his exertions. Hercules stumbled up and coughed nervously.
Iolaus broke the silence by pointing a blaming finger at Iolaus and seethed at him �How dare you attack a king. You should be hung a quartered for your insolence.�
Valasca laid a timid hand on Iolaus shoulder and spoke gently �This is childish Kratos. It is merely a case of mistaken identity. Hercules means you or Kalos no harm. Let us rejoin the festivities.� She then glanced at Hercules. �You must come back aswell. The party is in your honour.�
Hercules faked a yawn and said feigning fatigue. �I am tired from my journey. I do not mean to be so rude but I think I will head back to my hut. Your majesties.� He added the last bit for effect.
Valasca smiled gently and spoke with a soft voice. �That is understandable. If would insult the dancers if you fell asleep while they preformed their dances. Have a good night sleep and see you tomorrow.
Taking the dismissal, Hercules left the hut and headed for his own. Valasca looked at Iolaus and said sharply. �You should retire to bed aswell. You have unnecessarily exerted yourself.
Iolaus smiled sweetly and took Valasca�s hand and gently brought it to his lips. �And will my Queen be joining me?�
�No.� Iolaus� face fell and he stormed over to their shared bed and threw himself on top of it.
Without even a goodnight Valasca left the hut and started towards the festivities again. A flash of blue light caught her eye and she turned her attention towards the temple, the source of the flash. She climbed the steps to the entrance and entered the pantheon. The sight that greeted her was of Hera leaning against her own shrine with a bemused expression. At Valasca�s entrance she stood up strait.
�What just happened?� She ordered with malice poured into each word.
Valasca quickly adjusted herself so she was kneeling in front of her patron goddess. Her voice was unsure and quivered slightly. �What do up mean, my queen?�
Hera face turned sour as she glided herself towards her faithful worshipper. �I am referring to that display that just took place. Your poor excuse for a potion almost ruined my plans.� She bellowed. Hera then snapped her fingers and a small violet coloured vial was in her palm. �Here.� She gave it to Valasca. �Take this one I made. I should never of trusted a mere mortal to make a complicated potion like that. At leased your potion half worked. He is now fertile. Now leave.�
Valasca nodded quickly and started to leave but was stopped as Hera called her name. She turned to face the powerful deity.
�If you manage to screw this up I will have your head mounted on a pike in front of that excuse you call a hut.� With that last threat Hera vanished with blue sparks following her wake.
Valasca trembled as she headed for her hut and got ready to give the potion to the man posing as her villages king.
All that time the rest of the Amazons continued to dance and sing around the bonfire unaware of any of the exchanges that had taken place or the disappearance of their queen, king and their guest of honour earlier that night.
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Another chapter done. Phew.
Just a pre warning. Next chapter is a lemon.
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